Buenos tardes, mi amigos y amigas y pervertidos desnudos!

When we get into a relationship with another, it can take us to places we never would have expected. A smile at the drive-thru may become a weekend fishing friend. A chance encounter in an elevator may lead to a hostage situation. *sighs happily*...and a brief discussion on satanism can lead to the amazing friend, lover and mother of a family you never thought you'd have...

Though these changes may affect us in ways both Malignant and Benign, the effect they have on our friends, or in this case our demonic flesh-devouring hive-minion, as they adapt to the new paradigm of who we become can be quite varied...

Featuring the dark shadow across my heart, my beloved Satanic muse and mother to our son  Sanita_Squirrel as she engages in a bit of handcrafting for nuestro hijo. Her ...management style is definitely a bit more ...*grins* intense than my own and I wouldn't have her any other way. *growls mallficaly*

Dulce Lucifer, te amo, mujer...


Enjoy your afternoon you filthy perverts- and always remember *points* you may be able to screw with your boss a bit, but do not futz with a necromantic momma-squirrel who controls an army of flesh-eating arthropods from the abyss. She will ruin your shit. Love Yourselves and Love One Another. Ave Lucifer